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Aha!

Well, boys..

...here's to buying cheap..

...and selling dear.

Selling?

I sold our positions in Nevrex
right before the plummet.

- Why didn't you tell us?
- Couldn't risk the leak.

Timing is everything.

Had to get out
before the lemmings.

'There he is...the Kipster!'

- We have a problem.
- Not now, kiddo.

- We're celebrating.
- 'It's important.'

Everything's
important to you, Kip.

And nothing is important to you.

Whoa. The mouse roars.

People are losing
their shirts on Nevrex.

Well, I got my shirt.

Ascot Chang, it's tailor-made.

Please, Charlie,
we have to talk.

Alright, alright,
sit down. Take a load off.

- Keep 'em coming, Vicki.
- Yes, sir, Mr. Danville.

Nice tail on that one.

To lives of quiet desperation..

...and not leading them.

Thanks for coming.

You could've just
canceled over the phone.

Canceled? And miss the chance
to see Tripod and Cyclops?

Who says you're gonna see them?

I'm an optimist.

So, um, this guy is a friend

of my older brother's.
Randy Price.

Got in a jam with the SEC, FBI.

Enron-type scandal.
Now he wants to cut a deal.

He's got something
on a homicide?

- Charles Danville, 1985.
- Never heard of him.

Big financial wizard
back in the day.

Uh-huh.

Now Randy is in danger

of going the way
of Martha Stewart.

'Five hundred square
feet on the water?'

What are you talking about?

Get your feet off my desk

and your ass out
of my chair, Randy.

Geez, Kite.

That any way
to treat an old pal?

Detective Rush, Randy Price.

You're a homicide detective?

I gotta start committing
some real crimes

enough with this
white collar crap.

You got something you
wanna tell me, Randy?

I've got something amazing.

I know who killed
Charles Danville.

Okay, fine, you don't
wanna solve the murder

of one of the biggest
names on Market Street

I can take this info elsewhere.

Door's that way.

You told me this lady
was topnotch, Kite.

She is.

Look, detective

before all this unpleasantness
with the SEC occurred

I was Senior Vice President
of Mergers and Acquisitions--

I'm really busy... Randy.

Two weeks before
Danville was killed

I was in the john
of this hotel.

Son of a bitch, you lost it all!

- Do I know you?
- Stu Livermore.

I invested 50 grand in
Bentech and now look at this.

It's worthless.

You run the dry cleaners.

You begged me to let you invest.

Because you were
supposed to be the big shot

with all the inside information.

Well, did you
read the prospectus

because it clearly
states the risks involved.

- I need that money back.
- Alright, alright.

Stu, is it?

Maybe, just maybe
if I pull a few strings

I can get you into Nevrex.

- What's Nevrex?
- It's a sure thing.

You already wiped
me out, remember?

I don't have any more money.

You must think
I'm really stupid.

Not stupid, desperate

and Nevrex is your
way out. Trust me.

- 'Don't let me pressure you.'
- You sure about this Nevrex?

Hey, if you got a better
way out...take it.

I got a life insurance policy.
It's worth about ten grand.

But I warn you,
this Nevrex bombs..

...you're gonna
pay with your life.

Trust me.

What happened to Nevrex?

It crashed and burned

two weeks after
Livermore invested.

Same time Danville got killed.

I told you it was good.

But why didn't you
let the cops know

about it back then?

How would I profit from that?

I was saving it for a rainy day.

And now it's pouring.

Theory in '85 was
a carjacking gone wrong.

Danville's body was found in
an alley off of Market Street.

I remember Danville.

He was all over
the business section

back in the '80s.

Well, his DeLorean was found

the next day in Ardmore

twenty miles away

junked and stripped.

A lot of high-end cars
got jacked in '85.

Yeah, they busted
a ring of guys

for exporting car parts
overseas that year.

Details of
the theft match up

with the MO in
all the others

except this one
left a victim.

And that pal
of Kite's, Randy Price?

A '80s throwback. Real Market
Street "greed is good" type.

But he's got information.

His story about
Livermore waving

that gun around
is pretty interesting.

Maybe Livermore shot Danville

took the DeLorean to make
it look like a carjacking.

Scotty and I'll
track down Livermore

see what he has to say.

You want me and Vera to
go talk to the last-to-see?

- Yeah. Who was it?
- Victoria Jordan.

Bartender at a place
called The Arbitrage.

Oh, I've been there.

With my stockbroker.

You're in the market, boss?

Half of America is, Lil.

Not my half.

I'll give my
broker a call.

See what he knows
about Danville

and the company
he used to work for.

'Stu Livermore?'

- Detectives Rush and Valens.
- Hey, finders keepers.

It ain't illegal
collecting discarded tickets.

We want to talk to you
about Charles Danville.

Danville, that lying
huckster ruined my life.

We heard.

- You been talking to my ex?
- She told us where to find you.

You had a run-in
with him, June 7, 1985?

Swore that if Nevrex
bombed, you'd kill him.

That's right.

What? You think I made
good on that threat?

You shoved a gun to his chest.

Should have fired it too.

But instead, I invested
another ten grand with him.

Two weeks later
that was gone too.

Mr. Livermore,
hey, Kip Crowley.

I'm an associate
of Mr. Danville's.

I don't want an associate.
I want Danville!

Mr. Danville is extremely busy.

Yeah, busy robbing
honest people like me.

You know I went
to the headquarters

of Nevrex Corporation.
You know what I found?

One..

...one old lady in
an eight by ten office

answering the phone,
That's Nevrex.

An old lady with a phone.

- You must be mistaken.
- No mistake.

Well, I'm sure that
there is an explanation.

That money was gonna pay
for my children's educations.

My wife's gonna leave me.

I'd kill myself, but it
wouldn't do any good.

I already cashed in
my life insurance.

No, hey, I..

...I'm very sorry.

Please, I'm begging you.

If I don't get that money back..

Just, you give me your number,
Mr. Livermore, okay?

I personally guarantee
that Mr. Danville

will look into this
and-and-and call you.

- When?
- End of day.

Tomorrow morning at the latest.

I give you my word.

I was sitting by the phone
all that day like a chump

waiting for that
kid to come through.

I-I got the brush-off.
I finally went to bed.

Then I saw the story
on the morning news.

And you never got
your money back?

Yeah, I guess I could
have hired a lawyer..

...tried to sue, you know,
if I had a cent to my name

'but I didn't.'

Still don't.

You were the last person
to see Charles Danville alive?

Yeah, around 2 a.m.

Saw him walk out that
door like every night.

- Anyone with him?
- Nope.

Lost Boys left earlier.

- "Lost Boys?"
- Yeah.

Danville had a group of young
boys that worshipped him.

'Fed his ego.'

From Collins Brothers

the firm where he worked?

They wished.

Danville's boys
weren't Ivy League.

They were wannabes, on
the outside looking in

until Danville
took pity on them

about a month before he died.

- He hadn't met them before?
- Nope.

Not that I knew of at least.

But, uh, he got real
friendly, real fast.

One day that'll be us, boys.

Yeah, in a galaxy far, far away.

Shh, maybe we'll
get some stock tips.

Holy crap, that
is Charles Danville.

He's-he's coming our way.

Be cool.

Mr. Danville...can
we buy you a drink?

You guys from Blaine?

- Yeah.
- How could, how could you tell?

Well, to start, you dress
like used car salesmen.

You're at the bar because you
can only afford an appetizer.

And you're gawking at the swells

like they're
a different species..

...which they are.

Except for me.

I used to work in a sweatshop

just like Blaine
back in the day.

Cold calling chumps for
ten dollar commissions.

So how did you get
to where you are?

Cajones, big brass ones.

You guys got 'em?

- Yeah, we got cajones.
- Yeah.

Good, 'cause if you're hungry

maybe I can help you out.

Seriously?

I'm putting together
a bond offering

for a company called Nevrex.

You know Nevrex?

- Yeah, of course.
- Nevrex is awesome.

You're crappy liars...
but you'll get better.

Stick with me, I'll teach you
how to sell snow to Eskimos.

Be millionaires by
the end of summer.

Interested?

Yeah.

Why would a big
shot like Danville

wanna associate with nobodies?

Maybe he saw
himself in those boys.

Maybe he was just slumming.

All I know is, the day he died

we got stuck
with an $11,000 tab.

Eleven grand.

That's worth more than my car.

Way more.

Owner of
the Arbitrage at the time

he thought Danville
was made of money.

Just too busy to get
around to paying it.

Me, oh, I never would
have let that happen.

- The owner still around?
- Sold the place, to me.

And, uh, I don't give credit.

To no one. Four bucks.

So Mackey's your broker, huh?

Told you where to find me?

So, Danville worked for
you for what, six years?

Oh, something like that.

Thought he got killed
in a carjacking?

Well, we're taking
another look at that.

My detectives talked to
a woman at the Arbitrage

who said the guy was a louse,
welched on his debts.

Sounds about right.

I thought Danville
was a heavy hitter.

- Rolling in dough.
- Oh, he was, for a while.

Then he hit a losing streak.

Every stock he hyped
went in the toilet.

- That's why we fired him.
- "Fired?"

Wasn't he still an employee
of Collins Brothers

when he died?

On paper he was.

But he begged us to
let him stay unsalaried

until he could get
another gig going.

So Danville was on the ropes?

Day he died, we had
to cover about a half mil

of his debts to protect
the firm's reputation.

Keep up appearances?

And keep the authorities off
our backs checking records.

Fat lot of good it
did us, considering..

...I got popped
for insider trading.

Well, it could
have been worse.

You could have ended
up like Danville.

- Broke?
- Dead.

So Danville's broke
but still playing a big shot.

Yeah, and scrambling to get
the Nevrex deal off the ground

while his reputation's
still intact

and he still has
an office at Collins Brothers.

'So this guy is all tapped out'

but he's still got
a corporate apartment

tab at a five-star restaurant

and a DeLorean to push around?

How do I get this job?

Now, how come
the assigned didn't look

at disgruntled
investors for this?

Carjacking theory looked solid.

Collins Brothers
covered for Danville.

They erased the paper
trail of his debts.

Plus, white-collar criminals

usually get sued, not shot.

So maybe the doer isn't
your typical investor.

'Let's get the SEC records.'

See if anyone with
a criminal record

bought shares of Nevrex.

We'll go talk to
Danville's old associates.

The Lost Boys.

Start with the kid
who was supposed

to get back to Livermore.

Kip.

Kip Crowley?

Detectives Rush
and Valens.

It's about Charles Danville.

Charlie Danville?
That was a lifetime ago.

We've been talking to an old
associate of yours, Randy Price.

Oh, yeah, I read about Randy.

He's in trouble
with the SEC, huh?

He says Stu Livermore
threatened Danville's life.

No kidding.

We know you dealt
with Livermore in '85

running interference
for Danville.

But you never told
the cops about that.

Well, Charlie was
killed in a carjacking.

What would Livermore
have to do with that?

Did you know he
pulled a gun on Danville

two weeks before his death?

Oh. No, I didn't.

'I just felt bad for the guy.'

Did you talk to him?
Is he making out?

He's collecting used tickets
off the floor at the OTB.

Well, that's a shame.

I tried to talk
to Charlie about him

the night that he died.

To lives of quiet desperation..

...and not leading them.

'Yeah.'

So, kiddo

what's so important
that it can't wait?

I went to the headquarters
of Nevrex Corporation.

This about the dry cleaner mope?

Livermore. And he was right.

It's nothing. Nothing.

It's an old lady
answering phones.

So? It's the idea that counts.

Not the brick and mortar.

Charlie, I-I promised Livermore

that you would call him.
I personally guaranteed--

Don't promise things, kiddo.

Can you help him?

Please.

For me.

That's good, Kip, going
for the heart like that.

I actually have
taught you something.

- So you will talk to him?
- No.

Hey, I'm a heartless
bastard, remember?

No, you're not.

You are too good to be true.

Kiddo, have a drink.

Lighten up.

That was the last
time that I saw him.

I walked to the train
and went to my mom's.

Danville sounds like
he was telling the truth

about being
a heartless bastard, huh?

No, that was just his way.

He was trying to
train me to be like him.

Were you upset when he died?

Broken up.

Like I said, he, he was
trying to teach me to succeed.

It wasn't his fault I
couldn't cut it in that world.

These are records from the SEC.

About 4,000 people invested
in Nevrex back in '85.

Most for a thousand bucks or so.

And only a dozen went
in for over 25 grand.

Anyone with a record?

Yeah, one.
Teddy Mars.

Served five years
for dealing cocaine

in the late '80s.

And another three
for manslaughter.

Broke a guy's
neck in Frackville.

How's a thug like
Mars get into business

with a high-roller
like Danville?

Well, if he was selling
cocaine to Danville

Danville was broke.

Maybe there was some
bartering going on.

Cocaine for stocks?

And if those investments tanked?

Mars would come collecting,
the old-fashioned way.

Now check with
his parole officer.

See if he's got
a good address.

Teddy Mars?

Wanna talk to you
about Charles Danville.

You ain't vice.

- And you don't look like narcs.
- Homicide.

You invested 25 grand
in a company Danville

was selling called Nevrex?

Hold up. Let me get
my lawyer down here.

We're gonna have a real nice
pow-wow, just the four of us.

While you're on the line, we'll
talk to your boys over there.

What boys?

The ones that are
dealing for you.

You got me wrong, detectives

I'm an artist now.

Well, suit yourself, Teddy.

But if they're holding,
you're comin' with us.

So how'd you get
involved with Danville?

That ain't a secret.

For a time, I supplied all
the joints on Market Street.

- Including the Arbitrage?
- Especially the Arbitrage.

Them Brooks-Brother types
liked to party.

Teddy..

...you should
get on this Nevrex.

Make yourself a fortune.

You want to taste
the merchandise?

How much for the whole ounce?

The boys deserve a treat.

Ounce is three grand.

- You already owe me ten.
- You know what?

I'm gonna cut you in on
this Nevrex deal for 25,000.

Couple of months,
be worth twice that

maybe three times.

Yeah, yeah. You do that.

After you pay me
the 13 grand in cash

I'll give it a think-through.

Teddy, this Nevrex is
like money in the bank.

You don't got it, do ya?

I'm offering you
25 grand in bonds for 13.

- Give me your Rolex.
- Teddy, come on.

♪ Ticket to ride
white line highway ♪

♪ Tell all your friends
they can go my way ♪

♪ Pay your toll,
sell your soul ♪

♪ Pound for pound
costs more than gold ♪

♪ The longer you stay
the more you pay ♪

♪ My white lines go a long way
Either up your nose.. ♪

I'm gonna take your watch
and your worthless paper.

But in 24 hours,
I want my 13K...in cash.

So, did you get your money?

Next day,
one of Charlie's boys

delivered a briefcase
full of green.

You happen to remember
who gave you the money?

Yeah, the pretty boy,
Beau something.

Look, if you don't
believe me, ask him.

He'd tell you, I got paid.

I didn't kill Charlie
'cause I had no reason to.

I may have met
a Mr. Mars back in the '80s

but I couldn't say for sure.

We're homicide,
Beau. Not narcotics.

Or the SEC.

Well, then..

...hell, yeah, I remember Teddy.

He was our supplier.

Did Danville send you to him

with a briefcase full of money?

Yeah, and he was
pissed about it too.

We were coining it on Nevrex

but Charlie hated to
part with the actual cash.

So why did he?

'Cause Charlie
could take the heat

from the blue-haired
old ladies we were bilking

but Teddy Mars was
a different story.

So you knew Danville
was a swindler?

I looked the other way.

You know any other investors
who might have liked

to see Danville dead?

Investors? No.

Then who?

After I gave Teddy the cash

I went back to Charlie's
to return his Rolex.

My brave boy back
from the trenches.

That guy scared
the piss out of me.

Sit down,
take a load off.

Help yourself.

Thanks.

Oh, I, uh, I got
your watch back.

I want you to keep it.

Token of my appreciation.

Seriously?

You're the one, Beau.

You're the one that's
gonna make it big.

I am?

I don't think the others

have what it takes, but you..

...you know what it takes..

...don't you?

That's when I got out.

Danville hit on
anyone else you know of?

He hit on all of us.

If you wanted to
succeed with Charlie

you played by his rules.

And that meant
sleeping with him?

If you wanted to get ahead,
that's what it meant.

Want a deal, Randy,
you start talking.

And you tell all.
No more saving for a rainy day.

Livermore didn't kill Danville.

I know what I heard.

You know what we heard?
Danville liked boys.

Young ones,
up-and-comers, like you.

He hit on you, Randy?
'Cause he hit on Beau.

Yeah, but Beau didn't
kill him. He's got an alibi.

He was at his girlfriend's
the night Danville got dead.

But you, you don't
have an alibi, do you?

Wait a minute, you
think I killed Danville?

That's insane.

So you like biting the pillow?

You didn't get horizontal

to make it to homicide?

Guy's worthless.
This deal's off.

Okay, okay, cool your jets.

God.

Did I service
Danville to get ahead?

Yeah. So what?

So maybe you felt
humiliated by that?

Decided to gun down the man
who made you catch for him.

I did what I had
to do. Big deal.

You got anything
more on Danville

you want to say it
right now, Randy

'cause your deal
is going South...fast.

Okay.

Alright.

This is the entire truth.

That's big for Randy.

I met Danville earlier
than I said before.

How much earlier?

Little more than a month
before he was killed.

♪ Clean shirt, new shoes ♪

♪ And I don't know
where I am goin' to ♪

♪ Silk suit, black tie.. ♪

You want a ride?

Hey, you're Charles Danville.

That's right.

And you work
for Blaine and Sons.

How do you know that?

I used to have a crappy
umbrella just like that.

Hop in.

Wow.

This is so cool.

Took me a hard day's
work to afford it.

You think I'm kidding?

No.

You know, I used to work
for a joint like Blaine

back in the day.

- Seriously?
- Till I wised up.

Took some risks.

You a risk-taker, uh..

Randy. Randy Price.

- Yeah, I like risk.
- Good, Randy.

'Cause I'm gonna
make you a proposition.

I'm gonna create
a company out of thin air

sell the hell out of it.

- Can you do that?
- I'm Charles Danville.

I can do anything.

Still looking for
a couple of salesmen.

You know anyone who
might be interested?

So Danville meeting
you and Kip and Beau

at the Arbitrage,
that was a setup?

Yep. Worked like a charm too.

And Beau and Kip never
knew Nevrex was bogus?

Beau knew it was
a boiler room scam

but he didn't care so
long so he was making out.

And Kip?

Kip was a fool.
Out of his depth.

Believed every word
that Danville said.

And why'd you keep
this from us, Randy?

Because it was a crooked deal.

And I'm facing charges
of investor fraud.

Okay, look, you know what?
I-I just remembered something.

- And this is good.
- Oh, you feel that?

It's raining again.

Kip Crowley, the dummy,
he got his mother

to invest in Nevrex.

And she lost a bundle.

Oh, we've seen
the list of investors

there's no Crowley.

No, Danville told
me she invested.

He bragged about
closing the deal.

Hey, your boyfriend in
there was telling the truth.

That's too bad.

Kip's mom did invest in Nevrex.

She went by
Mavis Breen, not Crowley.

- How much she drop?
- 50 grand.

That's worth a conversation.

What? You got plans?

Kind of.

- You got plans?
- You kidding? I'm married.

I'll take any excuse
not to go home.

I wish you boys would've
given me some warning.

Would've made
myself presentable.

We just wanted to ask you
about Nevrex, Mrs. Breen.

Mavis, please.

I'm divorced.

Can you tell us
how you came to invest

in the company... Mavis?

You'd have to ask
Kip about Nevrex.

Well, we'd rather talk to you.

Wait. Kip isn't in
any trouble, is he?

'Cause if he is, it's my fault.

And how would that work?

Well, when it comes to men..

...I make terrible choices.

'And poor Kip had
to suffer through'

my divorces. Yeah,
all four of them.

So about Nevrex..

...Kip told you to invest?

Yeah, well, he knew I
had some money in the bank

from my last settlement.

He just wanted
to help me grow it.

Did you ever meet
Charles Danville?

He took Kip and me to dinner.

You know...to make his pitch.

Cincin.

♪ A prisoner of your love ♪

♪ Entangled in your web ♪

♪ Hot whispers in the night.. ♪

What is this?

Well, now that is
called sushi, Ms. Breen.

Oh, it's Mavis.

Well, why isn't it cooked?

Oh, it's cutting edge.

Raw's the next big thing.

Well, I prefer chicken teriyaki.

Mom, Charlie has a great
investment opportunity for you.

It's a company
called Nevrex, Mavis.

High-tech. Japanese are
interested in investing.

Right, Charlie?

But I promise it has

nothing to do with sushi.

Charlie's a genius, mom.

He's a senior VP
at Collins Brothers.

I've heard of Collins Brothers.

Well, I'm old news.
Kip here is the future.

No thanks to you, huh?

I may have helped
out a little bit.

Charlie is my mentor, mom.

You flatter me, kiddo.

Well, I certainly appreciate you
taking an interest in my boy..

...but when it
comes to investing

I'm awful cautious.

Well, your mom's
a smart lady, Kip.

It's obviously going to
take more than one dinner

to get her to see
the wisdom of investing.

So... Danville convinced you?

Eventually.

I really invested
for Kip's sake.

You know, to help
advance his career.

A lot of good that did.

You must've been pretty angry

losing all that money.

- Furious.
- How about Kip?

He was devastated.

He really believed
in that Danville.

So maybe in your defense,
he took revenge on Danville.

Oh, no. My Kip
couldn't hurt a fly.

Me, on the other hand

I wanted to string Danville
up by his lying neck.

But, of course, I didn't.

Man was dead before
I could buy a rope.

Oh, your friend Price
is a real prince.

He's my brother's friend
and he's always been a lowlife.

Well, he's a saint
compared to Danville.

But that's the J-O-B.

We don't get to
pick our victims.

So, you, uh..

...wanna go see another
movie tomorrow night?

It's first
Thursday's tomorrow.

First what?

First Thursday of every month

the homicide
detectives get together

retired and active.

- To do what?
- Talk.

Drink.

Sounds fun.
Bring me along.

Uh, I don't know, Kite.

You're not in the "Hat Squad."

You guys have more weird
names for yourselves.

It's usually just cops.

Well, I'm a friend of a cop.

You wanna see the girls?

- Met your mom, Kip.
- You did?

Yeah, I heard how she
- lost a cool 50
- K to Nevrex.

Oh, boy.

Forgot to mention
that to us, did you?

Well, I-I-I didn't tell
you, because I thought

it would look like
I killed Charlie.

- It does.
- That's just the half of it.

What do you mean?

Randy Price, Beau Munger

they say Danville
was a sexual predator.

They said that?

Come on, Kip, quit the act.

You worshipped Danville.

Not only did he use you
to get to your mom's money..

He hit on you too.

No.

That's not how it went.

You really think
I should buy it?

Hell, yes, I think
you should buy it.

Uh, maybe I should

save the money that
we're making off Nevrex.

No, no, kiddo..

...there's plenty more

where that came from.

- I do love it.
- Then buy it.

- You deserve it.
- Yeah?

I'm really proud
of you, you know.

- You've come a long way.
- I don't know.

Hey, kiddo, you
stick with me.

You're gonna rule
Market Street one day.

Follow right in my footsteps.

Come on, kiddo, let's grab
the bull by the horns.

Okay.

Then I got to
tell you something.

Um..

The car is not
the only thing that I love.

Uh, I..

...I love you too.

I love you too, kiddo.

No..

...I mean..

...I really love you.

Charlie didn't hit
on me. I hit on him.

That must've surprised Danville.

He was surprised.

But then we fell in love.

- You buy that Mustang?
- Yeah.

Charlie and I drove
all over town in it.

I wanted to spend
the rest of my life with him.

So the thought
of me killing him..

...it's so crazy.

I loved him.

I still do.

You know how Kip said he
took the train to his mom's

the night Danville died?

- Yeah?
- There's a reason.

I ran all the carjackings
in June of '85.

No Mustangs stolen in Philly.

But in Montgomery County,
where Kip's mom lived..

- Cherry red Mustang?
- Junked and stripped.

- Guess where?
- Ardmore.

Just like all
the other carjackings.

Including Danville's DeLorean.

Pretty amazing coincidence.

How'd they miss this in '85?

Montgomery County
and Philly were like

two separate countries, Scotty.

So maybe Kip's playing us.
Using love as an alibi.

Let's bring the math
teacher in this time

see whether he
likes our house.

'This is wrong.'

Why are you doing this to me?

He's excellent.

You sure you don't teach drama?

I-I'm telling you the truth.

I didn't kill Charlie.
Why do you think that?

Well, 'cause your
precious cherry red Mustang

was carjacked a few days
before Charlie was killed.

'So you knew exactly
how to cover up a murder'

and make it look
like a carjacking.

Was it spur of the moment,
Kip, or premeditated?

I left Charlie
at the Arbitrage alive.

And then I went to the train
station just like I told you.

I believe you left the bar, Kip.

Then you waited outside
for Danville to leave.

Shot him twice, then
took off in his DeLorean.

No, that's not what happened.

So what did happen?

The night he was killed
I...I kept at him.

I confronted him one last time.

Charlie.

Having a conversation
here, Kip.

I'm not leaving till we talk.

What's bothering you now?

- If you won't help Livermore--
- Get over Livermore!

At least tell me that
the $50,000 my mom invested

you're not gonna scam her too?

Your mom already received
her return on investment.

What do you mean?

Ask her.

Charlie, you-you're
really confusing me here.

Is-is my mother gonna
get her money back or not?

No, Kip, she's not.

But she's my mother.

She's not some
stranger like Livermore.

I-I thought that
you cared about us.

- Me.
- I do, kiddo.

That's why you should
listen to me very closely.

This game ain't for you.

Get out while
you're still young.

Go back to the sticks,
become a librarian.

- Or something more your speed.
- You're kidding, right?

I wanted to help you,
but you're just not catching on.

- Charlie..
- It's over. No sale.

- But I love you.
- Sorry!

So long, kiddo.

♪ Kick 'em when they're up
Kick 'em when they're down ♪

♪ Kick 'em when they're up
Kick 'em when they're down ♪

I left there crying like a baby.

Never saw Charlie again.

Says you.

I went to my mom's,
like I told you.

When it comes to alibis

a mother is pretty
close to worthless.

I can't confess to
a murder I didn't commit.

Why don't you believe me?

Well...what are
you doing here?

Kip's in custody for the murder

of Charles Danville, Mavis.

Oh, no. No,
that's not right.

Kip did not do anything.

We know about Kip's
car getting jacked.

So what?
That doesn't prove anything.

- So you knew about that too?
- Well, of course, I knew.

Mavis, there are
ways of testifying

that could help Kip,
reduce his sentence.

He seems like a decent guy,
jury will respond to that.

"Seems?"

That boy is an angel.

All the same, he killed
a man in cold blood.

And left him to die
on the road.

That boy is an angel.

And..

...and Danville...was the Devil.

Oh, I'm sorry, mom.

I'm so sorry.

I don't care about the money.

I loved him.

I know.

No, I mean..

...I really, really loved him.

You mean..

...you and him?

Yeah.

God, he used me and then

spit me out like I was nothing.

He told me that I wasn't
cut out for the business

and just....just go back
to the vegetable patch.

It's okay.

'It's okay, baby.'

It's okay.

Hello, Charlie.

Mavis? Ha ha.
What are you doing here?

Called the bar, made sure you
were still here getting sauced.

- What do you want?
- You.

Again?

I didn't give you enough
of a workout the other night?

Yeah, that was business.

You had to close a deal.

What, you're sore
about the money?

Forget the money.

I want you.

Look, Mavis..

...I'm a little tired.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, now..

I'm an adult.

I got no one
but myself to blame

for sleeping with
a cold-blooded reptile like you.

But Kip's just a kid.

- He's in his 20s.
- He's a baby.

Look, why don't you just
put the gun away, okay?

We'll talk the whole
thing through.

Sleeping with
a mother and her son

that's as low as it gets.

Kip doesn't have to know.

He's never gonna know anything.

Just that you got
what was coming to you..

...kiddo.

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ I'll be awake ♪

♪ And I'll be with you ♪

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ This precious time ♪

♪ When time is new ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ Today ♪

♪ Knowing that we feel ♪

♪ The same without sayin' ♪

♪ We have no past ♪

♪ We won't reach back ♪

♪ Keep with me forward ♪

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ And once we start ♪

♪ The meter clicks ♪

♪ And it goes running ♪

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ Until it ends ♪

♪ There is no end ♪

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ Stray cat is crying ♪

♪ So stray cat sings back ♪

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ They have forgotten ♪

♪ What by day they lack ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Under those
white street lamps ♪

♪ There is a little chance ♪

♪ They may see ♪

♪ We have no past ♪

♪ We won't reach back ♪

♪ Keep with me forward ♪

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ And once we start ♪

♪ The meter clicks ♪

♪ And it goes running ♪

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ Until it ends ♪

♪ There is no end ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ The sleep in
your eyes is enough ♪

♪ Let me be there ♪

♪ Let me stay there awhile ♪

♪ We have no past ♪

♪ We won't reach back ♪

♪ Keep with me forward ♪

♪ All through the night ♪

♪ And once we start ♪

♪ The meter clicks ♪

♪ And it goes running ♪

♪ All through the night ♪